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Lesbian sex stories feature sexy tales of women who love other women. These can be first time lesbians, women who are into group lesbian sex, or just women in love with other women. Feel free to post your lesbian stories here for others to enjoy and embellish.

I hope you read about Ffion and Zara, the married lesbians you probably guessed that this was a fictional tale, but a naughty idea that just might happen one day. What happened below, however, is true, and all the hotter for that. I’ll let Ffion take up the story … At the beginning of this summer, I was working a lot in the city where I live, and I made a habit of taking lunch in the...Read On

I sat behind her. 'Wow, I love her ass. I'd gladly eat off if she'd let me.' "I can see you in the mirror, so are you having fun eye fucking my ass, Kaylee? Dare I ask, is your hand down in your panties right now?" "Yes, and yes, Joy. You said I could look all I want, and you didn't say I couldn't pleasure myself." "I'm not disputing it," she pointed out, peeking back at me. "Have fun." ...Read On

I was leaning against a wall. Henry Wayne’s election party was in full swing and I couldn’t give a damn. I didn’t like the man personally and would never have voted for him or his shitty party. So, why was I there? Well, I am ambitious. I intend to get a lot further in the world of politics, not as a politician but as an adviser. It’s a slippery pole and the politico you work for or...Read On

With the long vacation looming and still no sign of a job to see me through to the start of next term (see my post “Misbehaving” for the story behind that), I put out a few feelers among my friends to see what they could suggest. Some of them had indeed struck lucky with internships or work experience packages, but disappointingly nearly everyone else had had to resort to supermarket...Read On

I had been married to Steve for close to four years. As ever, it had started out great but steadily gone down hill, as rather than me being the centre of his universe, it seemed that he had to be mine. Now that's okay if it works both ways, but it did not. He wanted a mother to cook, clean and generally run around after him. Things in the bedroom were not too great either. Yes, Steve...Read On

Saturday Evening, July 22 After the girls had left and we had finished cleaning up after Pam’s Girl’s only day. Pam and I were sitting together on the dock at her house on the lake, dipping our feet in the water. At one point, I was staring into her beautiful eyes as she was telling me about her work, when suddenly, she leaned against me, taking my face in her hands and I felt her soft...Read On

The walk to the Common Room felt like a walk to the scaffold, or at least to the lists. Could I actually do this? For the best part of ten years, Jess had dominated me. I don’t know I had realised it at the start, but by the end I was firmly in her thrall. The Sorceress’ Apprentice, Summer, had managed in one night to turn me into her submissive ‘Baby girl”. Admittedly, somehow, she had...Read On

Rushing through the station and onto the platform, I'm holding Evelyn's hand as we make a dash through the crowd to catch the train before it leaves. We are laughing and acting like two school girls, giggling hysterically. We lunge into the first carriage just before the doors close, and then weave our way forward. Normally, any seat is fine on these trains, but after a weekend in the...Read On

I looked at Rowena. She was shaking. Anger blazed. How dare Jess do this to her? With me it was different. We had been together a long time, a loving time, before she started to manipulate my desires to serve her ends (and a very pretty end she had too, I had to say). They were my desires, too, and if she had taken me to deeper, and darker, places than I had known existed, then no-one could...Read On

I should have opened that letter, I was so curious to know what was in it? Why leave me a letter and say open it later. I seeing the pattern, or I thought I was, time past, time present, contained in time future? The letter was written in the past, I had it now, but time future alone would reveal its secret. Rushed to the Common Room – stopped. Heart problem again. Who was that gorgeous...Read On

The story deepens, a slow build up, so if you want something quicker, sorry.

Habit is a wonderful thing. Last night’s delights were safely stored away for the day, as I got on with the business of being The Hon Dr Catherine Tickell, Director of External Programmes at St Perpetua’s College. I made sure the tutors were all briefed, the assistants assisting, and generally that all was right with the world. There were the usual problems, lost keys (see the porters),...Read On

Philippa I was pleased that Millington decided to employ Carlton because he was right when he said that I had the hots for him. I admit I’m also excited that he may have the hots for me too. In fact, I was so excited that, as soon as I got home from work, I ran a hot bath and played with myself thinking of Carlton fucking me hard in the office lift. Of course, I came quickly and continued...Read On

As Florence opened the door, her other best friend: Connie, was greeted by the image of two beautiful girls, one of which exposing her bare breasts in plain sight, both had clearly been awaiting her arrival. Connie adjusted her long brown hair, so it sat behind her ears, as she said: “So! Who’s ready for some fun?” Florence and Ellie’s smiles spread into broad grins. “I say ‘ready’,”...Read On

"Hey, Mom, and somewhat older Mom?" she asked, peeking at them as we walked in the living room. "Yes, Joy?" Sage asked, glancing at us. "You two make a cute couple." "Hey," Joy objected, shaking her head no and placing her hands on her hips. "We're not a couple; we're just best friends. We have been for six years now, but we're not thinking about taking this to the next level. I know you...Read On

The morning after the night before, and the plot, and other things, thicken

There was a noise, water, waterfall trickling, dappled sunlight across my eyes. Still lost in those meadows of passion, my wind wandered to the edges of consciousness, slowly reaching it; my eyes blinked open. That moment on waking when you wonder where you are, followed by a flood of remembrance. My arm stretched out, almost in a panic, where was she, had she left, was she even ever there?...Read On

Ellie rang the doorbell. She stood face to face with the oak wooden door for twenty-five seconds as she contemplated the possibilities of the upcoming weekend that she hoped to be extremely eventful. Ellie, or Eleanor (as her mother called her), was a beautiful girl. She was sixteen years old and had a long, flowing blend of light brown and blonde hair that hung freely below her...Read On

Summer loving needs Summer nights: the story unfolds. Clues have been given, and there are more here

Can you be waltzed in your own bedroom, and without music? Twirled around by her, being held firmly but lightly in her arms, her mouth gently kissing along my neck, I found myself on my own bed. There seemed to be small bombs going off in me; not only the relevant parts, but also places which had nothing to do with sex. I shivered with pleasure. She was next to me, caressing my hair,...Read On

I had been talking to a young woman (nineteen-ish) for a few years on YouTube about the music we love. Over time we became very good friends, and then she told me that her friend was indeed her girlfriend, but because of the country they live in they have to keep up the pretence of being "just friends". She had always been told that sex, and indeed love between two women (or men) was dirty...Read On

The spa had been closed for over an hour, and all the employees had left shortly after closing. The cleaning crew would not show up until early morning, so we were there alone. I was lying face down naked on a massage table, my legs spread apart. Linda was also naked standing next to me with an old fashioned shaving mug and brush, along with a bowl of warm water. She lathered up the soap...Read On

When I was twenty, my boyfriend and I were part of a loose social circle of friends who got together most weekends. Occasionally some of us would holiday together; maybe a long weekend doing outdoor stuff, or a few of us would take a week in the sun. Over the course of a single year, I became friends with one woman in particular. Her name was Penny. I thought Penny very sophisticated....Read On

Kayla knocked twice on the door of her best friend's house. They were having a slumber party and so had invited a multitude of girlfriends over to stay the night. Kayla was sweaty after having ran twenty minutes from her house on the other side of the bay. She wore a tight pair of grey leggings which perfectly complimented her slim physique. In hindsight, Kayla regretted not wearing her...Read On

I loved the opening evening of the Summer School. The Dean put on a garden party after the formal opening, and, given the money it brought in, it was always a special one. I spotted her straight away. About 5' 8", slim figure, what is now, I believe, called a "tight bod", green eyes, pale skin and that mass of red hair, tumbling down her shoulders and to the middle of her back. A jolt hit...Read On

When Tessa and I got back to our room later that evening – or technically, earlier the next morning - we were both exhausted from our hot work-out with Tony. “Oh, girl, I am so bushed,” I said. “But wasn't he such fun?” “He was great – I loved watching him fuck you. It was such a turn-on and the first time I've ever been in anything like a threesome. And you! My god, girl, you were so hot...Read On

Alex was packing the rest of his belongings into his truck when he heard his phone chime from his pocket. A smile crept across his face when he saw that the text was from his sister, Annie. She'd sent a video of her and another girl around her age. The other girl was stunning. She had curly dark brown hair and the brightest green eyes he'd ever seen. When he played the video, the two girls...Read On

Mr. Crete gets a new student teacher who quickly becomes "just one of the girls!"

Mr. Crete’s new student teacher was Jessica Calhoun, a former all state cheerleader from the next county. Jessica was an excellent English major, and she was an outstanding teacher-in-training. However, her real talents were as a cheer coach who could choreograph the most innovative cheer and dance routines. Jessica was quickly assigned the role of varsity cheer coach as part of her...Read On

Bear with me, the opening is slow, because it needs to be. More to come.

I enjoyed doing Summer School at the College where I taught. Yes, I know a lot of my colleagues avoided it like the plague, it got in the way of their family plans, and who wanted to be teaching in August, especially to a pile of Americans who had been shipped out by their parent to get some "Euopean culture", when all they really wanted to be doing was making out and chilling out? The...Read On

Jordan yawned loudly and stretched like a cat, her long legs rigid down what she had of the single bed. Her bright red painted toe nails scraped down the leg of her girl friend still fast asleep beside her. "Owwwww, Jordan what the fuck are you doing? That hurt." "Ohhh Jamie, I'm sorry, I was just stretching." Jordan sat up and leant forward, lifting her leg so she could inspect for...Read On

The humiliation of standing there, half-naked, my well-spanked arse on display to my pupil and her step-mother, hands on my head, school knickers at half-mast, was so delicious that I could feel my cunt lips all swollen, and the tell-tale tingling was making me wet. Not sure now that that even had I wanted to, I could have stopped this. They had photographs so compromising that I would have...Read On

After yesterday afternoon's little adventure in which I ended up masturbating in a public toilet and trading panties with a complete stranger, I thought the day's excitement would be over. Once again, events have overtaken me and there is a sequel to tell; I hope you don't mind if I share it with you. In the evening after I'd eaten and tidied up I was sitting idly scrolling through...Read On

You are not going to believe what I did this afternoon. I still can't quite believe it myself; I would have to pinch myself to check that it was real, except that I've got the evidence to prove it. What evidence, you may ask. So I'd better get on with it and tell you. I had been at a recruiting fair held in one of the student halls of residence; this was an event designed to entice all those...Read On